.:: Where were you in Istanbul (chant) ::.

Where were you,
Where were you,
Where were you in Istanbul?
Where were you in Istanbul?

.:: Ole Suarez (chant) ::.

Ole,
Ole, Ole, Ole,
Suarez, Suarez!

.:: Maggie's Dead (chant) ::.

Ole, Ole, Ole, Ole,
Ole, Ole, Ole, Ole,
Maggie's dead, dead, dead,
Maggie's dead, dead, dead,
Maggie's dead, dead, dead,
Maggie's dead, dead, dead.

.:: Steven Gerrard is our captain ::.

Steven Gerrard is our captain,
Steven Gerrard is a red,
Steven Gerrard plays for Liverpool,
A Scouser born and bred,

Der der der der der der der der,
Der der der der der der der,
Der der der der der der der der der der der der der der der

And then one night in Turkey,
It was 21 years since Rome,
With a Liverbird upon his chest,
He brought the cup back home,

Der der der der der der der der,
Der der der der der der der,
Der der der der der der der der der der der der der der der.…

.:: Stand Up If You Hate Chelsea ::.

Stand up,
If you hate Chelsea,
Stand up,
If you hate Chelsea,
Stand up,
If you hate Chelsea,
Stand up,
If you hate Chelsea...

.:: Kolo Toure (chant) ::.

Kolo,
Kolo, Kolo,
Kolo, Kolo,
Kolo, Kolo Toure...

.:: The best midfield in the world ::.

Woah, woah, woah,
We've got the best midfield in the world!
We've got Xabi Alonso,
Momo Sissoko,
Gerrard and Mascherano-o-o...

.:: Bitterness ::.

Oh bitterness, bitterness,
The only thing the blues possess,
I thank the Lord that I've been blessed,
With none of the blueshite bitterness…

To me this world is a wonderful place,
A red and white glow all over my face,
I feel so good to be alive,
European cups, oh we've got five…

Oh bitterness, bitterness,
The only thing the blues possess,
I thank the Lord that I've been blessed,
With none of the blueshite bitterness…
 
The bitters were living in a land of dreams,
“You'll lose if you ever face a decent team”
But Juventus, Chelsea and Milan tried,
They all got beat so the blueshite cried…

Oh bitterness, bitterness,
The only thing the blues possess,
I thank the Lord that I've been blessed,
With none of the blueshite bitterness…
 
At half time AC thought they had us beat,
The blueshite were dancing in the North Wales streets,
But Stevie G played like a man possessed,
So all they've got now is their bitterness…

Oh bitterness, bitterness,
The only thing the blues possess,
I thank the Lord that I've been blessed,
With none of the blueshite bitterness…

They said Milan Baros was offside,
They say Steven Gerrard took a dive,
They say Jerzy Dudek shouldn't have no pride,
But they've got none and we've got FIVE…

Oh bitterness, bitterness,
The only thing the blues possess,
If it wasn’t for Heysel they would be the best,
But what they've got now is their bitterness.

.:: L-I-V-E-R-P-O-O-L ::.

L I V,
E R P,
Double-O L,
Liverpool FC!

.:: Come All - Dirk Kuyt ::.

Come all within,
Come all without,
You ain't seen nothin' like the mighty Dirk Kuyt!

.:: Small Town In Moscow ::.

Small town in Moscow,
Yor're just a small town in Moscow,
Small town in Moscow,
You're just a small town in Moscow...

.:: Roger Hunt Is Wonderful ::.

Oh Roger Hunt, (oh Roger Hunt),
Is wonderful, (is wonderful),
Oh Roger Hunt is wonderful,
He's full of health, full of strenght, full of vigour,
Oh Roger Hunt is wonderful!

.:: Fernando Torres - Liverpool's number 9 ::.

His armband proved he was a red,
Torres, Torres,
"You'll never walk alone" it said,
Torres Torres,
We bought the lad from sunny Spain,
He gets the ball, he scores again,
Fernando Torres, Liverpool's number 9,
Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na, 
Na Na, Na Na,
Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na, 
Na Na, Na Na,
Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na,
Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na,
Fernando Torres, Liverpool's number 9.

.:: Christian Benteke ::.

There was a striker,
A Belgian striker,
Called Christian Benteke,

There was a striker,
A Belgian striker,
Called Christian Benteke,

A Benteke, a Benteke, a Benteke,
A Benteke, a Benteke, a Benteke...

.:: We're Liverpool, The Spion Kop ::.

We're Liverpool,
The Spion Kop,
We've conquered Europe and we'll never gonna stop,
We're Kenny's Boys,
We're LFC,
And we will follow you wherever you may be!

.:: Ginger Manc Twat (chant) ::.

You ginger Manc twat,
You ginger Manc twat,
Paul Scholes,
You ginger Manc twat!

.:: Justice (chant) ::.

Justice!

.:: Colin Pascoe ::.

Ooh, his name is Colin Pascoe,
He puts the cones out for the team,
He wears shorts when it is fuckin' freezing,
We don't care 'cos his legs are a dream.

.:: Bellamy ::.

Bellamy,
Bellamy,
Bellamy,
Bellamy...

.:: Shankly Paisley Fagan Dalglish (chant) ::.

Shankly, Shankly, Shankly,
Paisley, Paisley, Paisley,
Fagan, Fagan, Fagan,
Dalglish...

.:: Patrice Evra - he's a liar ::.

Oh, oooh Luis Suarez,
Oh, oooh Luis Suarez!
His first name is Patrice, is Patrice, is Patrice,
His second name is Evra, is Evra, is Evra,
And he's a fuckin' liar, a liar, a liar,
Thats why we fuckin' hate him, we hate him, we hate him!

Oh, oooh, oooooh,
Oh, oooh, oooooh,

Luis Suarez...

.:: We hate the Sun (chant) ::.

The Sun,
We fockin' hate the Sun,
We fockin' hate the Sun,
We fockin' hate the Sun.

.:: Did The Ball Go In ::.

Did the ball go in?
Did the ball stay out?
In out, in out,
The Kop is in no doubt,
We went to Turkey,
And Chelsea went out,
And that's what it's all about!

Oooh we won the fockin' trophy,
Oooh we won the fockin' trophy,
Oooh we won the fockin' trophy,
And that's what it's all about!

.:: Liverpool Liverpool ::.

Liverpool, Liverpool,
Liverpool, Liverpool...

.:: Liverpool (Fast) (chant) ::.

Liverpool, Liverpool, Liverpool,
Liverpool, Liverpool, Liverpool,
Liverpool, Liverpool, Liverpool,
Liverpool, Liverpool!

.:: And it's Liverpool F.C. ::.

And it's Liverpool,
Liverpool F.C.,
We're by far greatest team,
The world has ever seen!

.:: Liverpool (Slow) (chant) ::.

Liverpool,
Liverpool,
Liverpool,
Liverpool...

.:: Liverpool (Clapping) (chant) ::.

Liverpool,
(clap, clap, clap)
Liverpool,
(clap, clap, clap)
Liverpool,
(clap, clap, clap)

.:: Don't worry about a thing ::.

Don't worry about a thing,
'Cause every little thing gonna be alright.
Singin' "Don't worry about a thing,
'Cause every little thing gonna be alright!"

Rise up this mornin',
Smiled with the risin' sun,
Three little birds,
Pitch by my doorstep,
Singin' sweet songs,
Of melodies pure and true,
Sayin', (This is my message to you-ou-ou)

Singin' "Don't worry 'bout a thing,
'Cause every little thing gonna be alright."
Singin' "Don't worry 'bout a thing,
'Cause every little thing gonna be alright"!

.:: Sami Hyypia ::.

He's absolutely awesome, 
He's Sami Hyypia,
Da da da da, Sami,
Da da da da, Sami, 
Da da da da, da da da da, da da da da, Sami,

He's in our defensive foursome,
From corners he will score some,
He's absolutely awesome,
He's Sami Hyypia,
Da da da da, Sami,
Da da da da, Sami, 
Da da da da, da da da da, da da da da, Sami!

.:: 12 men (chant) ::.

12 men,
You've only got twelve men,
You've only got twelve men,
You,ve only got twelve men.